Dear Earthlings (and disguised Spacelings),
If you browse through my family photo albums, you would definitely see that I am the only daughter who was born with slightly darker skin color tone compared to my other sisters. I don't know why but I guess that's what we mean for diversity in human creations. Or at least that's what I keep telling myself just so to calm my aching heart. Phew.
Still, I could not help but wonder why my other sisters were born fairer than me. When I was at child's age, I always bothered Mom with never-ending questions; which of course included of this one.
"Why am I having dark skin tone than them (sisters)"
or maybe this,
"Why I was not born fairer like them (sisters)?"
And Mom would go like,
"It's okay. You were born darker than them (sisters) because you follow my trait".
I swear she would come out with the same relieving line for as often as I could remember. As a child myself, I was quite pleased to have heard Mom's answer. I mean, what kind of little girls who do not wish to partner-up with their mothers in the family? It was more like, 'I am on Mom's team, mind you'. Pfft. So that's what I keep bearing in mind for quite some times.
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| 'Yours Truly with much fairer Annie' |
Remember the famous story by Hans Christian Andersen's The Ugly Duckling? I did really growing up with a thought that I would be having the ugly duckling syndrome. At school, I knew I was not that pretty so I had to rely solely upon my personality and brain (for exactly) just because they were all I could afford to have for being unattractive. Well, what a misleading thought at that time.
I was kinda nerdy in school, anyway. Just when I finished up my high school, I started to dress up and concentrate on more pleasant image. I knew I was not amongst the hot girls so I took hold of my own social life. I did not wait for guys to ask me out like my other friends. So that explains why most of the guys I dated were good-looking included The Hubster. Bahaha! (Okay, kidding).
I always knew what I wanted and I would go to the extends needed as long as it was not immoral. What happens now is that strong will I once hold had lost in between times. I had somehow turned lazy in dressing up or paid attention to what I put on my face. Well yes, being overweight and acne-prone are contributing factors but hey, I hate to be a typical married lady who cares only house chores but herself.
I love The Hubster, and I know he loves me just the way I am. But I refuse to turn into a different person compared to whom he met five years ago. I guess I should relive back the ugly duckling syndrome all over again so I can overcome the unattractive duckling traits now. Only this time I am doing it to regain my once strong-will headed and a bit of my daring confidence which I missed terribly. Let's hope.
Anyone could really turn into a beautiful swan, people!
